Hair Like Snow
By Carys
Published 28 September 2011
I’ve had her since I was a baby
Her name is Maddie Maybe
Her eyes are brown
She always looks down.
Her hair's like snow
Softly trickling down her face
It’s a bit of a disgrace.
She has rips, tears and stains all-over
Like she’s fallen flat in the mud.
She has pink and white pyjamas that don’t come off
And a bonnet on the top of her head.
I love her, she loves me
We’re like a happy family.
My doll!
